I'm staring at myself in the mirror, staring at my noticeably larger breasts, and all I can think is,
There is no way in hell my mother is going to get off that plane, see me, and not know I'm pregnant.
Don't get me wrong, I have some cute and clever reveals planned, but I'm
seriously starting to realize that pretty soon, anyone who has any
familiarity with my silhouette whatsoever isn't going to need to be told.
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